That voice
There is that voice which says you have something special to bring to the world. But even in our individualist times there sounds the overpowering hum beneath all sound. Do not be odd, do not pull away, this is the way we go, if you go some other you will be in the wilderness, alone, alone: you will die! So we don’t quit our job. Then that voice. The anguish.
The anguish of the human. Here is life, in the wrestling of these two.
Unacknowledged. But were we to hear and hold the battling too! Might we, scathed, be?
:- Doug.
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